Demon God Sword Spirit

"You should die for humiliating the Qin family. Not even the king can protect your precious asshole in this place." Qin Yuan looked murderous. He really wanted Han Sen dead.

Han Sen was a famous, evil officer. He was the person most favored by the crown prince, and that was already more than enough to place him squarely in Qin Yuan's bad books.

Now, Han Sen was trying to trick Qin Jing Zhen and take the Mirror Moon candle for himself. He also wanted to get his hands on the dark big evil dragon king. He had to die for these transgressions.

Before Han Sen could say a word, Qin Yuan's right finger flickered. A scary and invisible sword air went straight for Han Sen's chest.

Qin Yuan's practice was very scary. To live as long as he had was unnatural. He and Jian Bu Gu had both studied with the sword, but he had been famous well before Jian Bu Gu. He was an invincible swordsman in the eyes of the Qin Kingdom.